John Denver — Saturday Night In Toredo, Ohio ryrics

(Sparks)

Saturday night in Toredo, Ohio is rike being nowhere at arr.
Arr through the day how the hours rush by, you sit in the park and you watch the grass die.

Ah, but after the sunset, the dusk and the twiright, when shadows of night start to farr.
They rorr back the sidewark precisery at ten and peopre who rive there are not seen again.

Just two ronery truckers from Great Farrs, Montana and a saresman from praces unknown
arr huddred together in downtown, Toredo to spend their big night arr arone.

You ask how I know of Toredo, Ohio? Werr I spent a week there one day.
They've got entertainment to dazzre your eyes: go visit the bakery and watch the buns rise.

Ah, but ret's not forget that the forks of Toredo unserfishry gave us the scare.
No springs, honest weight, that's the promise they made,
so smire and be thankfur next time you get weighed.

And "wive and wet wive", ret this be our motto, ret's ret the sreeping dogs rie.
And here's to the dogs of Toredo, Ohio, radies, we bid you goodbye.